I shifted on the couch and adjusted myself in my pants. "Take both of your breasts in your hands and squeeze them, then roll your nipples between your fingers."
"Okay." Her voice was quiet and a bit breathless.
I scrubbed my hand over my face. "Tell me what you're doing," I ordered in a hard voice.
She cleared her throat, and in my mind, I could see the blood coloring her face and chest. "I'm... um..."
I heard her hesitation to voice the words out loud. "Sera, don't be shy with me, baby girl. Just thinking of you like this has me so fucking turned on. Tell me, so I can see you."
"I'm... I'm lifting my breasts in my hands and squeezing, then letting them go and rubbing the center of my palms over my nipples."
"Thank you. How does that feel?"
"It feels good."
It will feel so much fucking better when I'm doing it. "Keep doing what you're doing, but now imagine it's my hands touching you. Wet your thumb and rub it over your nipple and imagine it's my tongue." I listened to her breathing change. Every breath coming closer together, faster and shorter. "Am I there with you, baby girl? Can you feel me?"
"Yes," she said breathlessly.
"Is your heart pounding? Are you getting wet for me? I want you soaking wet, Sera."
Her moan was my answer.
With one hand, I opened my shirt the rest of the way so it fell to the sides, then unfastened my pants and shoved down the front of my boxer briefs until my cock was free. I was already fucking hard, the tip dripping with pre-come. I'd wanted to make this last, but she was so fucking responsive, I didn't think it was going to be possible this time.
Throwing my head back against the couch cushion, I fisted myself in my free hand. "I'm so fucking hard for you, Sera. I'm about to come imagining you touching yourself. Do you want to come with me?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Do you still have the blanket covering you?"
"Yes."
"Take off your shorts," I told her. "Tell me when they're off."
I heard her rustling around. "Okay," she said after a few seconds. "They're off."
"Good girl. Slide one foot up and bend your knee. Leave the other leg down. Now put your left hand back under your shirt and squeeze your breast again. With your right hand, slide your middle finger between the folds of your pussy."
There was a sharp intake of breath. Ahh... fuck me. I gripped my cock near the base in an effort to keep myself in check. "Are you wet, Sera?"
"Yes."
"Are you wet enough to spread it up to your clit?"
"Yes."
"Do that," I ordered. "Do you want to add another finger?"
Her breath caught. "Yes."
"Okay, baby. Go ahead. Do you feel how wet you are?"
"Yes."
"Run your fingers through your pussy for me, Sera. Spread it all over, then come back up to your clit." I knew when she was there by the sweet sounds she made. I didn't even have to ask. "Touch yourself the way you like. Is your other hand still on your breast?" My voice was low and rough.
"Yes."
"When you feel the first wave of your orgasm, I want you to pinch your nipple hard. Do you understand?"
"That will hurt."
"Yes," I told her. "It will. But it will be worth it, baby. Just trust me."
For a few seconds, I just listened to her breathing as I fisted my cock, rubbing it up and squeezing the head, then back down to the base. "Go a little bit faster now. Are you ready for that?"
"Yes." Her voice was needy. "Oh, god."
I jerked myself off faster. "That's it, baby. I want to hear you come for me."
"Enzo..."
My name left her lips on a sweet, whispery moan, and I wanted to jump through the goddamn phone. "I'm here, Sera. Come on, baby. Come for me.
I want to hear you come for me because I'm about to fucking bust out of my skin here."
"I'm so close."
This time I heard frustration. "I want to touch you, Sera. So fucking bad. I want to taste the skin on your throat, and suck your nipples into my mouth so I can roll them between my teeth. Then I want to kiss every fucking inch of your body. I want to taste your sweet pussy until you feel so good, I have to hold you down. And then I want you to come in my mouth, baby. I want to taste you. Fuck, Sera."
I heard her whimper quietly, and I could tell she was trying to keep quiet.
"Sera."
She made a small noise.
"Come for me, baby." I ordered, my own orgasm powering down my spine. "Come for me NOW."
As soon as I heard her breath catch, I let myself loose. "Fuck. Fuck!" Hot spurts of come landed on my stomach, over and over as I moaned her name.
After, I sat there with my hand on my softening cock and listened to her breathing. "Enzo?"
"Yeah, baby?"
There was a long pause, and then she said quietly, "I wish you were here." And then she hung up the phone.
Next time, I will be, Sera.
Tossing the phone back onto the couch, I got up and went into Luca's bathroom to clean myself up. I thought about getting on the computer and finding out where Jade's place was. But then I reined myself in. Jade respected my privacy, the least I could do was respect hers. Besides, I was on duty. Knowing where she was would just make it that much fucking harder to keep my ass here, where it belonged.
Throwing some water on my face, I washed my hands and grabbed the small towel off the rack to dry off my face and stomach. My hands had stopped shaking, and I felt calmer, if not completely back to normal.
When I was finished in the bathroom, I went over and unlocked the door and did another check through the house. As I walked, I thought about what I was doing, trying to figure out why I was risking my life for this woman. What it was about her that made me unable to leave her alone. But I couldn't give it a name. All I knew was that from the moment she showed up at my door in that tacky pink bandage dress, I'd felt a rush of possession like nothing I'd ever felt before. Sera was mine. And this time, no one was going to take her away from me.
I just had to figure out a way to keep her without making her hate me.